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In the land of the southern barbarians, in the depths of the 100,000-strong mountain, an old monk from the Subhuti Temple led two young disciples, and forced a demon warrior with the strength of the real alchemy realm to the bottom of a cliff. There is no way out of the high mountain wall.

Although the old monk said that they were young disciples, they were actually forty or fifty years old, but in the Subhuti Temple, disciples of this age were considered 'young'.

"'Cold Demon Sword' Fang Chenkong, you slaughtered barbarian tribes in the southern barbarian land with cruel and outrageous methods. Do you think you can escape in this southern barbarian land?"

Fang Chenkong sneered and said: "Old monk, why do you want to add a crime? Someone from my side has been hanging out in this southern barbarian land for not a day or two, I don't believe you don't know, it was another barbarian tribe who paid for it. I kill.

You don't care about them, but you are here to trouble me, and it's not because you Subhuti Temple and Daguang Temple joined forces to go to Kunlun, but you were driven down by people, so you are so embarrassed that you want to take us as a cultivator. Surgery? "

The old monk from the Subhuti Temple recited the Buddha's chant: "Fang Chenkong, your demonic nature is very deep, and you are still obsessed at this time.

Since you can't put the butcher's knife, the poor monk has no choice but to send you to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. "

With that said, the old monk from the Subhuti Temple said to the two younger monks behind him, "Come on, let's do it."

This old monk of the Subhuti Temple has the cultivation base of the real fire refining the spirit realm. If he really wants to kill Fang Chenkong, in fact, three moves can kill him.

The reason why he had to slowly drive him to a dead end was just to exercise his disciple's actual combat ability.

It is very difficult for these ascetic monks in the Subhuti Temple to truly become a teacher, and the requirements are extremely high. Therefore, the age of the disciples is generally too old, and their cultivation has reached the real alchemy realm, but they only recite Buddhist scriptures in the temple all their lives. .

After all, cultivation and combat power are two different things, so there are often such masters among the ascetic monks who go out with their disciples to walk the rivers and lakes and exercise their actual combat ability.

Fang Chenkong snorted coldly, clenched the long knife in his hand, his strength was mobilized to the extreme, and he was ready to fight to the death, at least he could die with dignity.

Two true alchemy warriors from the Subhuti Temple rushed up and fought with Fang Chenkong.

The experience of these two people is naturally incomparable to Fang Chenkong, the demonic murderer who has been fighting in the Nanban martial arts since childhood, but the two of them are from the great faction after all, with profound strength and various martial skills that they can control. It is also stronger than Fang Chenkong, except for the discomfort at the beginning, it is easy to suppress it.

Seeing that Fang Chenkong could no longer hold on and was about to be beheaded, the old monk at Subhuti Temple sighed and chanted a Buddha's name.

At this moment, there was a wave of fluctuations in the space, as if the calm water surface was wrinkled by the breeze.

A figure was 'squeezed' out of the ripples, and in an instant, the monstrous demonic energy enveloped the entire cliff. In front of that powerful aura, was also an old monk of the Subhuti Temple who was in the realm of real fire refining the spirit. The poor Buddha's light on his body was directly suppressed to a distance of less than ten feet away from him.

The three people who were fighting stopped subconsciously. The old monk of Subhuti Temple looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and could no longer maintain a stable state of mind. At this time, a peaceful Buddha heart had already set off a stormy sea. , and even his eyes had a look of horror!

Chu Xiu shook his head, until now he still has a feeling of being stunned.

In fact, he did not intend to return to the lower realm like this.

Even if he finds the passage, he has to study whether the passage is safe. After all, if he comes from other places to Daluotian, he must have the protection of the key to the sky to experience the layers of space storms.

And he also has to think carefully about whether he should bring anything from Da Luotian, and how he should use this passage between the lower realm and Da Luotian.

The premise of these is that Chu Xiu can only think if he can find this channel.

In the end, who would have imagined that things would be so sudden, that there was a strong suction between the two space cracks, and Chu Xiu had just approached, and was directly sucked into it.

However, just after coming out of that space, Chu Xiu saw the people in front of him and felt the familiar aura, and a smile appeared on his face.

He Chuxiu, finally came back!

The old monk at the Nasubhuti Temple in front of him looked at Chu Xiu, and the panic in his eyes could not be concealed.

Chu Xiu didn't recognize him, but he recognized Chu Xiu.

In the past, when the Righteous Path Alliance went to Kunlun Mountain together, he was at the Subhuti Temple, and he was deeply impressed by Chu Xiu.

A year ago, there were rumors all over the rivers and lakes that this devil died in a secret realm and died under the power of heaven and earth.

With the closure of Kunlun Mountain, Ye Shaonan practiced in a low-key manner. For a while, the power of the magic way was greatly reduced, and the entire river and lake returned to calm, returning to the time when the righteous way of martial arts dominated the rivers and lakes.

As a result, now, he actually saw Chu Xiu again, this devil, he is back!

At this moment, many things flashed in the mind of the old monk of Subhuti Zen Temple.

For example, why did Chu Xiu not die, how would his return affect the entire river and lake, and so on.

But in the end, these things all turned into one sentence: "Escape! Escape!"

He shouted angrily at the two monks from the Subhuti Temple, and the qi burst out of his palms, throwing the two of them directly behind him.

And he squeezed the Buddha's seal with both hands, and in an instant, the endless Buddha's light bloomed behind him, his blood was burning, and it turned into a hot Buddha's light and condensed into a phantom of a Buddha.

In the face of this devil who once made the whole Jianghu feel troublesome, this old monk of Subhuti Temple did not dare to be contemptuous or slack in the slightest.

As long as he can hold back the other party and let the remaining two go back to report the letter, his desperate fight will be worth it.

A light smile appeared on the corner of Chu Xiu's mouth, and his hand was already on the broken time around his waist.

Very simple two actions, draw the knife, cut down.

At that moment, the edge shrouded the entire cliff, and everything was divided, the Buddha's light died out, and the Buddha nirvana.

The old monk of Nasubhuti Temple still had a look of disbelief in his eyes, but a blood line appeared from his forehead and fell to the ground.

Putting the knife into the sheath, the pure magic energy in Chu Xiu's hand turned into a long bow.

The bow pulled the full moon, and two long arrows with the power of annihilation and the fire of annihilation shot out, making a loud explosion.

The moment the two arrows were shot, Chu Xiu turned back and glanced at Fang Chenkong, whose face was sluggish, and said lightly, "Are you a magician?"

Fang Chenkong was stunned for a moment, then nodded sharply.

"Then would you like to go back to the Kunlun Demon Sect with me?"

Fang Chenkong nodded fiercely again, and then directly said: "See the Lord Demon Lord!"

He recognized Chu Xiu.

Who doesn't recognize Chu Xiu among the magic warriors in the whole arena? That was an existence that almost pushed the entire Demon Dao back to its peak five hundred years ago.

Fang Chenkong rose in a remote place like Nanman, and it was okay to live here, so when the Kunlun Demon Sect faced the entire river and lake before recruiting disciples, he did not choose to go to the Kunlun Demon Sect in the far west.

At this time, the rumored dead master of the demon sect was standing in front of him. Of the three monks who were going to kill him before, two had turned into flying ashes, and one was lying on the ground. If he dared to say 'no' Word, he doesn't think that just because he is a person in the devil's way, he can survive the disaster.

Chu Xiu nodded with satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, a little fire of annihilation fell, and burned the corpse of the old monk of Nasubhuti Temple to fly ashes.

"How long has it been since I died?"

Although Chu Xiu's words were a little awkward, Fang Chenkong still said, "It's almost a year."

Chu Xiu nodded. He asked this question. In fact, he just wanted to make sure and see if the time between Daluotian and the lower realm was the same.

Now it seems that it should be exactly the same, and even the positions of these two spaces are extremely close.

Chu Xiu also had some guesses about the space channel for returning to the lower realm. Here, it should be where the two worlds overlap.

The passage of Daluotian is in the depths of the Diluo Mountains, which belongs to the land of the southern barbarians, and the channel of the lower world is also in the depths of the hundred thousand mountains, which is also the land of the southern barbarians.

Both passages are located in the southernmost part of the two worlds, and at a certain point they correspond to each other neatly~www.wuxiaspot.com~, so there is an overlap, which allows people to come and go here at will.

Because this is not a space crack that was torn apart, there is no power fluctuation, and there is no space storm to and from here, so naturally there is no need for the Tongtian key, so in the past, the Great Black Sky Shrine was able to put all the people in a shrine. Take it to the lower realm.

"How is my Kunlun Demon Sect during this time? How is the situation on the rivers and lakes?"

Fang Chenkong replied cautiously, "There is nothing wrong with the Kunlun Demon Sect. After the death of your lord... after you disappeared, the Daguang Temple and the Subhuti Temple joined forces to go to Mount Kunlun and wanted to ban the rootless holy fire.

However, Wei Shuya, the old senior Wei, stepped into the realm of heaven and earth, and took control of the rootless sacred fire, forcing the two factions to retreat. Since then, the Kunlun Demon Sect has been closed down, and no disciple has come down the mountain.

As for the situation on the rivers and lakes, many subordinates are not clear, but the situation of my magic way is getting more and more difficult.

The Kunlun Demon Sect includes the Hidden Demon lineage and most of the scattered practitioners of the Demon Dao. At this time, the mountain is closed, and the power of the Demon Dao in the wild is almost empty.

Moreover, although the Moon Worship Cult did not close the mountain, it stayed in the Miao Border all day to cultivate, and few people went out.

The two most powerful demon sects in the world did not come forward, but the demon warriors like us were suppressed and extremely miserable. "

Listening to Fang Chenkong's description, a cold look appeared in Chu Xiu's eyes.

Originally, he thought that he was 'dead', Jianghu's fear of the Kunlun Demon Sect would not be so high, and the Righteous Path Alliance would be disbanded.

In fact, he guessed half right. The Righteous Path Alliance was indeed disbanded, but the Buddhist monks did more than the Righteous Path Alliance and wanted to destroy the Kunlun Demon Sect from its roots.

Daguang Temple, Subhuti Temple.

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